Farm Humor

It took just a few mouse clicks to order blue pumpkins and pumpkins that look as though they have warts upon their warts.

Walking the grounds of the Annual Steam Threshing Jamboree, I heard the distant “toot-toot!” of a locomotive’s steam whistle. I was drawn toward the sound like a fly to an open kitchen door.

I’m not going to complain about advancing age. Because like a classic old tractor, I hope to just keep put-putting along. 

Back in May, our farm was ravaged by a powerful derecho, hurling the calf barn at my parents’ farm onto grain bins. A tornado hit a few weeks later, reducing our dairy barn to rubble.

It’s been said that nostalgia isn’t what it used to be. This is true. Thanks to modern technology, nostalgia is better than ever.

I never learned to swim, and some say it’s never too late to take lessons. I think Bella should be my swimming instructor, because I bet she would be really good at teaching me the doggy paddle.